Chapter 39
By the time Daniel had stopped laughing, it was time to check the bath, he left me on the bed, while he tested the water and turned the faucets off. He carried me in, just like in the dream, but he had already set a washcloth on the table this time. He left me to soak as he refilled my water, most of which I had drank while he chuckled at his brother’s expense. When he came back, I was able to shuffle myself forward, and he climbed in behind me, he pulled me onto his broad muscular chest. He made no movement to wash me since we had plenty of time, I felt the soothing effects of the hot water on my sore muscles and hummed in relaxation.
“I love that noise you make when you're content.” He whispered in my ear making me blush. “And I love how you blush whenever I give you a compliment.” He added kissing my neck.
“I love this, being with you, doing the things we did in our dreams, making them reality.” I breathed, feeling bold, but still, I had a nagging question I needed answered. “Daniel?” I started hesitantly.
“Mmhmm,” He thrummed, his lips still on my neck.
“Never mind, it doesn’t matter,” I whispered, I lost my nerve, afraid it would spoil the moment.
“What is it? Is something wrong?” He asked, his body shifted, stiffened, alert and concerned.
“I don’t want to ruin the moment, it can wait,” I muttered back, regretful of saying anything.
“Well now you have to tell me or all I will do is wonder what’s worrying you.” He prodded gently; he turned me so he could look at my face.
“Where in the hell did you find a bath this big?” I asked, I chickened out, I wanted to ask about the other women he had been with. How many of them had he used his toys on? How many he had bathed in his tub? It was irrational and jealous and petty, but I didn’t want to be just another one of many he had been with before. I wanted us to be special... I wanted to be special. He laughed at my question; his body eased immediately.
“I had it specially made?” He squinted like he was worried about my reaction. I felt a cold pit open in my stomach. “I don’t really fit in a standard tub. And after a long run or an intense training session, sometimes I like a soak. I thought about getting a hot tub, but I wanted to bathe with my mate when I found her, so I had this made instead. I kinda overestimated how big I’d need it, but the night before I met with the designer, I dreamt about you for the first time.” An enormous smile spread across my face as I realised what that implicated.
“So, you’ve never had anyone else in here?” I asked before I could stop myself. His face fell as he realised what had really been bothering me.
“I took over the pack six months ago, that’s when my parents moved out to the cottage, and I took over here. It’s the pack house, the official residence of the Alpha. Once upon a time, it would’ve housed the Beta and his family too, but we haven’t done that since my great-grandfather was Alpha. Ben lives in a house on the edge of the estate, and my parents had live-in help. But I never felt comfortable with that, so I made some changes and renovated the place, it needed some upgrades.” He shrugged; the house was big, but I couldn’t imagine so many people staying there. I would have to remember to ask him for a tour at some point, I thought as I filed it away for another time. I pulled his arms tighter around me, in an attempt to tame the green-eyed monster that was threatening to ruin our perfect moment. Sensing my unease, he ran his nose along my shoulder and neck. “You are the only woman I have had here, the only woman I want here. I can’t pretend I was an angel before I met you, but I can honestly tell you this is the first time I’ve ever been in love. And I want all my next firsts to be with you.” He whispered, his hand on my chin, he lifted my mouth to his. It was a deep, meaningful kiss, the kind that curls your toes and makes your stomach flutter. I hummed contentedly again, he pressed his forehead to mine, holding me tight. “Any other questions you want me to answer?” He murmured, as his lips moved along my jaw.
“Hmm, not that I can think of right now,” I answered honestly, my mind blissfully blank with the way he was caressing me. I felt his cock twitch as his hands embraced all of me, he turned me around, so I was straddling him. His growing erection was dangerously close to my wet entrance. His hands grazed over my bare back, then pulled me closer, his tongue danced with mine. My fingers laced through his hair, when he groaned, frustrated. I pulled back, confused, he pressed his head against my chest before growling, menacingly.
“I have to leave, pack business, I’m so sorry, it’s urgent or I would stay right here with you and let Ben handle it. I have to be there.” He pleaded with me to understand, his eyes searched mine for the reaction he was expecting. I huffed a little disappointed, but kissed him softly, nodded and made to move off him. He held me in place. “Are you angry?” He asked as concern coloured his beautiful features.
“No, not angry, frustrated a little,” I offered him a wry smile, “a little disappointed. I was enjoying where this was heading, and I wanted to get in that shower with you.” I kissed his nose teasingly. “I guess we will have to christen the shower tomorrow.” Realisation dawned on his face which made me laugh.
“You are a cruel tease! How am I meant to deal with a bunch of wolves with that image in my head?” He groaned as he drew me back against him.
“Quickly,” I whispered with a smile.
“Okay, if I’m not back by the time you are ready to get out, be careful. And the touchpad controls the shower, do you want me to show you before I go?” He was rambling, I pressed my lips to his to calm him down.
“I’m sure I’ll be able to work it out, go sort out whatever needs sorting, so you can come back, and we can continue our weekend!” I encouraged him, as I slipped from his arms to the other end of the tub. I brought my knees up to my body, leaving him plenty of space to get out.
“You have to learn to not look so delectable woman, or I’m never going to be able to get any work done.” He grumbled, as he stood and stepped out of the tub. He grabbed one of the heated towels and wrapped it around his waist and used a second to wipe his hair and beard. I bit my lip, as I watched the rippling muscles of his back as he worked, my core clenched with how sexy he looked. He turned back to me which gave me the perfect view of his deep V muscles. I hadn’t noticed he had stopped moving until he growled, playfully, warning me. “When I get back, I’m taking a bit out of that lip. I have warned you plenty.” He threatened as he leaned over the tub, I lowered my head shyly, my hair formed a curtain, which hid my face. He brushed it behind my ear. “I have also told you never to hide from me.” He murmured, he captured my bottom lip between his teeth and nibbled, his hands on either side of my face pulled me up to him. I whimpered, and he groaned. “I really have to go. I’ll be back as soon as I can I promise!” I watched him dash into the bedroom and heard his feet on the stairs a few seconds later. It made me wonder if he put any clothes on, and what required such a rush.
I stayed in the water for another twenty minutes or so. When it was clear he would be a while I took the opportunity to use the toilet without him hovering and let the water out of the tub. I managed to turn the shower on with little confusion. The rainfall shower feature was two separate plates with holes for the water to drip through that could be accessed independently or together via the touchpad. I didn’t want to waste any more water, so I put one on and got in. He had placed expensive products on the shelf for me, a shampoo and conditioner I had never heard of but that smelled amazing, several loofahs, body mitts and washcloths hung off hooks I hadn’t seen in our dream. I showered quickly, as tiredness overtook me when I got out and wrapped myself in the large towels. I went to look in the cabinet for the things Daniel had told me he had got for me but as I walked past the sinks, I noticed a matching set of glasses in the middle. He had his black electric toothbrush in its charging port next to a glass with a tube of toothpaste in it. The sink on the other side had a white version of the same electric toothbrush in its own charging port and an unopened tube of toothpaste was sat in a matching glass. Curiosity getting the better of me, I opened the drawer under the sink. He had placed a new deodorant, the same brand I used, a hairdryer, a hairbrush, a few hair ties, a luxurious and expensive moisturiser I had wanted to try and Q-tips in there. I opened the drawer under the other sink and found a razor, shaving cream, deodorant, a few bottles of cologne that had hardly been used, a few beard combs and oils and some hair gel. When I realised, he had put the products in the spare drawer because he wanted me to feel comfortable and at home, I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face.
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